|This is the cleaned purse. At this point the leather is very dry, I will need to fix that. That bit of silk is what I will line it with.|
I won't mention the inside mankiness or the ink stains. Or the weird smell.
Actually, I will mention the smell. It was a mix of layered old body odor and too much perfume. And old food. It smelled like the last owner never bathed but instead preferred to cover herself in spray on stank. And she apparently ate with her bag in her lap. I didn't notice it till I got home (as it was covered by thrift store general smell)... but then I kept smelling another human. A dirty one. Yeah gods. I'd planned to clean it this weekend but some things couldn't WAIT. It was just that bad of a stench. YUCK.
|Tools of the Trade.|